In Temptation

Poem XVI In Temptation Augustus Montague Toplady COMPASS’D by the foe, on theeFeebly I presume to call;Get thyself the victory,Hold me, and I shall not fall:On thy creature mercy shew,Thine I am by purchase too.Guard of my defenceless heart,Wherefore hidest thou thy face?Mercy’s fountain head thou art,Ever full of truth and grace;Quell the roaring lion’s … Read more

Self Dedication

Poem XV Self Dedication Augustus Montague Toplady Jesus, my Saviour, fill my heartWith nothing else but thee;Now thy saving pow’r exert,And more than conquer me:Each intruding rival kill,That hinders or obstructs thy reign:All thy glorious might reveal,And make me pure within.Through my soul in mercy shine,Thine Holy Spirit give;Let him witness, Lord, with mineThat I … Read more

FATHER, To Thee in Christ I Fly

Poem XIII – Father, To Thee in Christ I Fly Augustus Montague Toplady FATHER, to thee in Christ I fly,What tho’ my sins of crimson dyeFor thy resentment call?My crimes he did on Calv’ry bear,The blood that flow’d for sinners thereShall cleanse me from them all.Spirit divine, thy pow’r bring in,O raise me from this … Read more

Lord, Save Us, We Perish

POEM XI. Matthew viii. 25. Lord, save us, we perish Augustus Montague Toplady PILOT of the soul, awake,Save us for thy mercies’ sake;Now rebuke the angry deep,Save, O save thy sinking ship! Stand at the helm, our vessel steer,Mighty on our side appear;Saviour, teach us to descryWhere the rocks and quicksands lie. The waves shall … Read more

On War

POEM IX. On War Augustus Montague Toplady GREAT God, whom heav’n, and earth, and sea,With all their countless hosts, obey,Upheld by whom the nations stand,And empires fall at thy command: Beneath thy long suspended ireLet vain hostilities* expire;Thy knowledge spread from sea to sea,‘Till every nation bows to thee. Then shew thyself the prince of … Read more

In Sickness

POEM Vll. In Sickness JESUS, since I with thee am one,Confirm my soul in thee,And still continue to tread down The man of sin in me. Let not the subtle foe prevail In this my feeble hour:Frustrate all the hopes of hell, Redeem from Satan’s pow’r. Arm me, O Lord, from head to foot,With righteousness … Read more